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Erythreus couldn't concentrate on anything lately. Acting 'normal' was out the window along with his ability to care for women. He'd been hoarded up in his room for weeks now, all over again, going back to his old state of self. It was safer if he wasn't in society around... people. People were idiots. He didn't like very many of them, and those he had always fallen attached to, wronged him, took advantage of his kindness, and kicked his heart in.
As one of the guards came in to check on him, and offer him 'food' which happened to be nothing more than a blood bag, Ery waved the guard off, refusing it for day five, which is how long it had been since he'd eaten anything at all, not even normal food. All he had done was sit up straight at his desk staring down to his journal, writing about things he didn't feel like talking to people with.
As the guard excused himself from Ery's room, Ery sighed to himself, clenching his hands into fists when the door made it's way open again. He didn't do tears around people, but since no one in the manor was giving him time, he stood and turned to face whoever it was with tears falling down his cheeks "Can you all just piss off?! we are not supposed to be seperated, so here I am, but I swear to god im gonna go as far out of this city as I can, stay there until I begin suffering unbareable pain, and die... for good.. get the f**k out of here!" he yelled and threw a throwing knife at them landing it just above her head.
For the first time in a long time, someone seen Ery, the Aspect of Death with tears streaming from his eyes. He was both pissed and ashamed to let people see him this way. He should have just kept to himself long ago, and not been anyone's protector, but the damage couldn't be undone, but he didn't want it to. Forgetting or pretending like pain wasn't complicating his life, would only numb him to what was real.
Tyminski - Gone began playing as his fingers played with the settings on his stereo system. He hated thinking about the blonde that had him in this new lashing out state, this wasn't him.. and it wasn't fair to anyone. especially those making frequent trips to his bedroom to check in on him. "I should have let her die, the very first night those ugly f***ing monsters attacked her" he began writing in his journal, not realizing how hard he was pressing on the ink pen, until ink busted all over his journal pages.
The song came on again, causing him to throw the busted pen at his stereo, sure he could have thrown something heavu enough to damage it, but he loved his music. Even if it did fit a situation to a T and made him hate himself just a little more. Erythreus could only think of one thing he could do at this point. There was a certain Celestial he had met a while back, and when he remembered her, he smiled. Though they vowed to keep their friendship a secret, he needed her right now more than ever, he was willing to risk exposing them to leave and find her.
Tugging his leather pants on, a black tank-top, and his leather jacket, before slipping into his grunge boots, Erythreus left, and left the music blaring. He took no time speeding out into the direction of Ophelia's home, that was written down, on an old, crinkled paper at this point, he could barely see the writing, but he was sure he was there when he looked above him and realized why she had picked this place. The stars littered the skies above this place, something he hadn't ever even seen where he stayed in the manor.
If Reus knew he was here, shit would have hit the fan, but for tonight, he didn't care. Ophelia was a great person, despite what his brother had said, or warned. Giving a light knock at the door, Erythreus called out, "Ophelia?!" he then stepped back, waiting for her to answer, if not one of her faction members. Someone had to be there from all the lights that were on inside.
Ophelia rarely slept in the night, much like the stereotype her kind received she was very much a night owl, she loved to explore the castle or wander outside the grounds, sometimes she would read or talk with her fellow celestials but for the most part she liked to be alone. Some would call her insane but she liked to sit and tilt her head up towards the sky and just talk, she didn't really know if any of the stars up there were listening or if they could even hear the words she spoke but it was sometimes the only thing keeping her sane when things were hard.
Right now things were good for her, so good that she had all but convinced herself that something was due to go horribly wrong, happiness was something too often short lived for her and the other celestials, she supposed that was inevitable when everyone wanted to kill you for the power you could offer them. It had been a full 6 months however and things were looking somewhat positive for the celestials in Evermore city, Ophelia had Mikael, even if she had to keep the fact they were together a secret from everyone.
The wayfinder had been wandering in the celestial castle gardens talking away to herself, mostly about her plans for the future for her faction, she knew that Aureus had her amulet on his person by now and she needed to find a way to get it back, something she could offer him that he couldn't refuse but everything she thought of turned out awfully as she played it out in her mind, she didn't know if there was reasoning with someone like him, someone who could turn and change their mind so easily on a whim.
Her thought process however had been severed when she heard her name being called from the front of the castle grounds. Her heart had sank into her chest for a moment in panic as realization set in of exactly who it was and she quickly turned and made her way in the general direction of where she would find Erythreus standing on their very porch. The brunette shook her head speaking in what could only be described as an agressive whisper "Are you insane?" she asked with raised brows.
"Do you even realize the storm you'll cause if any of them know you're here" Ophelia shook her head gently, he and her weren't supposed to be friends, they were supposed to be mortal enemies, at least that's what their factions expected them to be, the wayfinder however was never one for holding onto hatred, she knew that repairing and cementing a place in Evermore city meant getting along with the aspects and of all of them, Erythreus had to be the one she warmed to the most, perhaps even empathized with a little.
After shaking her head she got a good look at him and her gaze softened a little "It seems it's not a happy visit to say the least" she commented as she jerked her chin to lead him around into the gardens. Luckily for them no one had gone to answer the door and she knew a good path that lead off the castle grounds to somewhere that was a little more private. As much as Ophelia felt bad for not telling the other celestials about everything that was happening with her, she just didn't know how to reach them when it came to moving past the need for revenge. "Did something happen?" she asked in a soft tone as she looked back at him noting the way his expression seemed to be covering pain.
Erythreus let out a barely audiable sigh, chuckling some. "Do you even realize what kind of storm you'd cause if your stars find out the company and friends you keep?" he asked rather than answering her. "And you knew I was insane the day you met me, so asking me again is just asking me to confirm that... again" he smirked, flashing the Celestial a wink. After being led onto a path away from the castle Erythreus eyed her for a moment. "I'm not a fool Phe, Im sure i'd keep a fight at bay if one of your other stars had answered the door" he stated before she looked back over to him.
"It's not" he stated as he ran the palms of his hands over his face, where dark circles underlined his eyes. "I feel lost, and oddly the only person who brought a smile to my face at the thought of, was you." He sighed softly looking up, stars littered the skies, but on his way over he hadn't seen a single one. Were the stars hanging over the Celestial manor to keep watch over their fallen ones? HE didn't know but it was definitely beautiful. He only snapped back to her when she asked if something had happened. And at this point a couple things had. "Well it definitely concerns a blonde, then another one" he chuckled shaking his head, he would have seemed like the typical male whore without an explanation.
"The first one, a Nephilim. I met her the night I staggered around in Vampire territory checking on my undead people. I saw this big ugly bastard ... monster like thing coming at her, I killed it. Then time went by of course and we go close to one another, closer than close, hell she even plunged a knife into my chest but I stuck around only for her to stab me again when she fell in love with my guard" He let out all in one breath, "Now this other one, she's the one i'm currently seeing, and things are going okay-ish, but she's stuck in her own little bubble of life, trying to pull her out is no easy task.. lets not forget you Phe, our friendship is the most dangerous thing either of us have probably ever done" he said truthfully, but it brought a warming smile to his face to know that she was a friend. "And what about you? surely you have something to share as well" he finished off, leaning his head on her shoulder with his arms crossed, letting his gaze wander back up to the sky.
Ophelia mock rolled her eyes and gave him a are you serious look for a brief moment “Of course I know that” she answered and shook her head a little, that wasn’t the point right now, she’d never have shown up at the Ailward manor looking for him and his level of carelessness could cause her some serious problems with her faction. As she lead him away from the castle she nodded softly in response to his words explaining where she stood “They just aren’t in the headspace where diplomacy is their top priority right now” she admitted with a half nod of her head, she knew it was going to get her in trouble down the line but she could risk a vengeance plot right now.
It was a weird friendship, considering that her and Erythreus by all accounts should be enemies but after knowing the aspects for the best part of a century, she had learned that not all of them were like Aureus, even if it did hurt her that no one had stood in the way when her people had been locked up. Her gaze however turned to that of concern as he spoke, she hated the idea of people suffering and she could see a level of pain in his eyes. A smile crossed her lips at his words and her eyes followed his up towards the sky “Well the stars have long been a map for finding your way after all” she answered with a gentle chuckle.
Ophelia laughed softly when he spoke of two blondes, she had already guessed it was likely about a woman, most of the aspects tended to feel burden from their element but she imagined that being one with death was something different entirely, life and death were inevitable, there was little even an aspect could do to control it. Listening to her story, Phe allowed a wry smile to cross her lips as they continued to walk through the gardens and into the woods that surrounded the celestial castle. “Well I suppose you should be thankful to see a little excitement” she teased with a half smirk and then followed it up “Give her time, even the supernatural need time to swallow the idea of being around a messenger from the Gods” her smirk faded as he spoke of their friendship. He had no idea of the level she had entangled herself up in. “Some things are worth taking risk for” she spoke honestly, both he and Mikael were good people and despite them standing on the other side of what could become a battlefield, she found herself unable to pull herself fully away.
As if he could read the very thoughts in her mind she swallowed for a moment “There’s someone” she answered with a half nod, she wasn’t going to say the name because she didn’t want anyone to have to lie on her behalf and also because she knew if backed into a corner, Ery would have no choice but to choose his family. “I struggle with letting anyone in after..” she trailed off with a half smile “Well you know” she was of course referring to her relationship with Venetus before she had been forced to go on the run for years in desperate search of a way to save her people. By now they had reached a clearing in the woods with a few rocks laying around. The celestial, slightly radiant from the emotions stirring around in her mind, took a seat on one of the rocks as she looked back at her friend “What I’d give for just a day where life didn’t feel like it was on the brink of war” she sighed gently as her head tipped up towards the sky once more.
As she gave a mocking eyeroll, Ery smirked. To her response, he sighed. It was only a matter of time before her Celestials found out that she was hiding something, and the Aliwards found the same within him. That day would be a day to be reckoned with for both him and Ophelia. The Aliward/Celestial war was over in his eyes, but he figured his siblings and the rest of his faction didn't really look at things that way.
All Erythreus had done for amusement was sit in his room brooding while the rest of everyone was busy bodies, buzzing around the Aliward mansion seeing to it that they had fufilled their duties each day, while Ery's duties could pretty much be done from anywhere, Keeping in contact with the dead didn't revolve a certain place or person, his staff tended to glow where the bright red crystal sat no matter where he was at when the dead needed tended to.
As Ophelia spoke on how her faction wasn't in the right headpsace in the headspace where diplomacy was their top priority he nodded because he understood that all to well. Aureus of all of the Aspects especially, though he felt Reus was hiding a major secret, being the people reader that Ery was."I don't think the Aliwards are either Phe, but if you feel as I do and that war is just within reach now, we both must know that we have to be on the right side of things, but that really don't settle well with me, as im not willing to face off with someone I care for, I gues when I say that I mean you. What happens to us if war happens between our factions, because in the pit of my stomach, there's this really painful nauseating feeling, a feeling that I can't shake that makes me fearful of losing you"
Ery finished off his rant, noticing she'd followed his gaze up to the sky which was littered with stars beyond his comprehension. Erythreus had never seen the sky like that any place else, and thought it must be that the Celestials were right below it. Maybe it was those who hadn't fallen yet, looking over their own. As she then spoke of the stars being a way to find ones way. he smiled softly. and with that his features also softened, somehow the Celestial before him made him forget all things bad. She was sent from heaven in more than the literal way, and had came into Erythreus's life just as he had figured alcohol was his only friend.
Ophelia had been the exception so long ago and now that Ery thought about it, he figured he'd only disappear when war came for their factions. His thoughts weren't clear on it and to think that way was basically to say he'd betray his own, but was it really betrayal? He sighed heavily but the smile crossing the Celestials lips who walked alongside him, through a beautiful garden under an insanely beautiful starlit sky, snapped him out of every bad thought he was currently having. "I guess you're right Phe. Is it odd to hear that even the Aspect of Death is scared of losing out on something as simple as love?" he questioned his friend, and even found it odd as it came out of his mouth.
Ery then found himself halting in his tracks. To see the look that crossed her features as he spoke of their friendship along with the comment that followed, he placing his hands on each of her shoulders smiling. "Ophelia, you're very much worth a risk to me too. I had no idea that you felt the same .. but Phe.. I don't wanna stand on opposite sides when shit hits the fan. And, whether we want it to or not, it will" he said sadly. Noticing the harsh swallow; Ery decided he'd not push it for now, and true, while this may end up in a situation where Ery gets backed into a corner, he'd learn the professional skills of lying if it meant protecting Ophelia. Ery was not Reus and vise versa. Each had their own minds to think with and Ery's mind was obviously seperated from war all together.
As Ophelia continued to talk, Ery frowned. He knew that probably all Celestials was faced with exactly what she was dealing with now. Finding it impossible to trust or let anyone in. "I know Phe, I know" he statd in a much more gloomy tone than before. "I wish I could sit here with you and say it's gonna be okay, but will it ever?" he questioned already knowing the answer. As they then finally reach a clearning where a few boulder sized rocks laid around, Ery took a seat on the one right in front of her, only being inches away from the Celestial who was glowing to his visiblity by now. "Hey it's okay Phe" he stated before pulling a flask of his special brew out. A kind diviner had spelled the ingredients to give supernaturals a chance to be drunk and buzz like humans got to when they were drinking, since Supernaturals struggled to obtain that feeling themselves. "This may make you feel better" he stated. but it was only if she wanted it.
Hanging his head down to the mention of war, Ery sighed."We will never get that day though Phe, so we have to take moments like this, and wallow in them. What i'd give for just a promise though, a promise that no matter when or where war strikes, you and I do what we have to to keep this friendship" he finished off beofre taking a swig and holding it back out to her.
The headspace was tainted, that was the reason that no one was seeing straight, the celestials were angry for the way the Ailward had treated them and the Ailward were mourning the loss of their people on Skye. Ophelia wasn’t sure that any side was going to ever fully see clearly again, there was too much bad blood and it ran personal for nearly everyone involved. She pressed her lips together as she listened to his words, she worried as he did that they were going to end up on opposite sides of a war they didn’t want to fight. “I’d never ask you to choose” she answered solemnly. “And I could never blame you for standing with your family either, I’m not blameless in what happened on Skye, I carry the guilt with me every day”.
Sure it was easier said than done not to blame someone for their actions, but how could she ever ask someone to turn against their family. Ophelia may not have family in the literal sense ut her people were everything to here and she couldn’t imagine ever turning her back on them, in fact her dedication to her people was most of the reason they were in this situation. The stars however helped to clear her mind and soothe her, sometimes she wondered if they had a consciousness up there, could they watch over what was happening on earth or were they simply balls of fire and ice.
Ophelia knew that making friends in the Ailward faction was only ever going to lead to her own heartache, Aureus wasn’t the forgiving type and she knew exactly what his reaction would be if he found out his own brother was meeting with her behind his back. Ery of course could take care of himself she was sure, but she hated the idea of causing other people pain in any sense of the word. Upon his statement she shook her head gently “No, I think deep down even the supernatural have some level of humanity in them, we want the things we can’t have, we suffer from our own pride, we make irrational choices based upon emotional whims” she responded with her thoughts on the subject “Besides, living forever is more of a chore than a blessing if you have no reason to live it” she responded with a half nod.
Ophelia could agree with his sentiments, the last thing she wanted to do was hurt those whom she had come close to and people she cared about were unfortunately her weakness, it was why all those years away from the other Celestials had driven her to the kind of desperate decisions she made.”First, we do everything we can to prevent it” she responded more reassuring herself than she was him “I think there may be enough aspects willing to listen to reason” though she had to admit the very last person she ever wanted to talk to was Venetus, he was generally the kind of man who would hear others out.
And then the not so negative part “And if it cannot be prevented, then we do what we have to and we allow the Gods to decide our fate” she was probably not on the best side of the Gods after what she had caused but she had to believe that their existence meant there was some kind of plan in the universe, some meaning. His question caused a shake of her head as they entered the clearing “Doubtful” she answered, the Ailwards and the Celestials would never be allies again, she knew that much for sure.
It was a terrifying existence living knowing that the next day might be your last but it wasn’t anything new to the wayfinder either, being a celestial came with a target painted above your head for life and so she had adjusted years ago to the survival instincts which constantly flared up. Eyeing the flask he had pulled out she looked curious before he took a swig of it. Ophelia had never been a massive alcohol drinker, mostly because celestials had to drink a lot to be able to get drunk but she supposed she could make an exception today. Curling her fingers around the flask she took it from him with a smile before tipping back a mouthful.
Pulling a face in response to the sheer strength of the liquor she passed it back to him with a ‘thanks’ that more said why the hell would you want to drink that in tone than thank you for the drink. The wayfinder allowed a gentle smile to tug at her lips “I promise I will do everything in my power to fight for the people I care for” she gave him a look that questioned if that was enough before following it up “That includes you, by the way” she chuckled softly.
Listening to Ophelia's words about the mishaps between their kind's caused his features to soften from their normal serious - brooding ones. Erytrheus knew as well as the fall-star beside of him, that no one would ever fully have closure again or see things clearly; Things would probably never go to a place where they could all consider life to be normal and co-exist the way they were meant to, but both factions had lost equally in his eyes and Ery knew the silence looming between the factions was the calm before the storm.
Inhaling, Ery stepped over in front of Ophelia, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We could very well write history by doing the exact opposite of what everyone is going to expect when shit hits the fan" he admitted, a warming smile creeping onto his features. Ery didn't know how it would affect his relationship with the other Aspects if he decided to see this whole thing twith a mind of his own. He thought that's how everyone should be looking at the problems looming between both species. But, there was only one way that most of them thought and that was to hate each other, to get revenge. Ery didn't want that, not when it would jepordise his friendship with Ophelia, or cause anymore harm to the Aspects.
To avoid invasion of her personal space, the Aspect of Death let his hand fall back to his side, backing up a little before gazing up to the stars. To know Ophelia still carried grief and guilt around with her everywhere she went, had saddened the Aspect. Of course as the leader of her kind, and the one who most of the blame seemed to fall on, she had rights to carry guilt, sorrow and whatever else. But despite everything, Erythreus didn't want her to beat herself up, not with him at least. "It's okay to feel like that Phe. People don't realize it but even I feel sorrow sometimes for things that have happened. I would turn back and change my part in all of it if I could. The choice we make now, what we do when things get rough, is what will define us though" he stated, snapping out of thought and returning back to the present moment to the sound of her voice,
Ophelia carried a lot of guilt for things she'd not even done, or choices that'd been made that shouldn't even be considered bad choices. Their friendship for example. He knew well enough that Phe held some sort of sadness to think if they'd ever been found out, their secret meet-ups and the friendship they'd acquired it would cause others pain. But, he couldn't see the friendship as a mistake, the only mistake he truly seen in this is that people were losing their way. Thinking for ones self, and being able to make your own decisions made a person who they truly were, if their choices were taken away, or even frowned upon, it would cause utter heartbreak for all. Ery being here with her tonight was him proving to himself that he could bury the past, even if he still carried some of it around on his shoulders.
Nodding, he couldn't have agreed more. Even being an immortal creature, you still had the normal moments of your life, "humanity, and all of it's baggage" he then said, chuckling.But, even Ery suffered from heartbreak due to the mundane feeling of betrayal from a woman, or feeling rejected when he didn't fit in sometimes, feeling sadness and emotions beyond comprehension, all of which screamed the word humanity. The Aspect of Death clung onto his humanity like an infant would their first teddy, he never fully understood why he feared losing it and the ability to care, but it probably came with being the Aspect of Death .. and well, dying more than once. His first death only woke him back up as a Vampire, he could recall that violent ending like it was yesterday.
Ery's smile had suddenly turned to a half frown, wondering if what she'd just said was something she was feeling. "Do you feel like that Phe, like you've nothing to live for?" he questioned, feeling as though she sometimes carried to much weight on her, and it only made him feel closer to her."I know you have your people, you obviously have me .." he stopped, smirking for a moment before going back to his statement "But I know that even having your faction, and a close friend here and there, can at times not be enough... I guess ive felt that way a time or two myself... but since we do however have to keep on keeping on, how about we agree to do it together?" he questioned, hoping he wasn't coming off to forward, only wanting to be the friend he felt like she'd been to him. "More or less, i'm saying i'm here for you, and hav a little room on my shoulders to carry some of that weight thats holding you down"
If he was honest with himself, yes this friendship had been difficult to have without being caught, never getting to walk around in broad daylight or a stroll through the city, not getting to do normal things that friends got to do, but he didn't mind staying in the shadows if it meant keeping someone he felt close to. As she began speaking again, that same warming smile returned to his features. To say the least, Ophelia had her head in the right place with all of this, and even with knowing she had to put on a fake front sometimes to remain strong, but in his eyes she done it well. "Idon't pry much with my brothers; but I know there are certain ones you'd rather not deal with at all. Not sure how I got the luck, to be your friend out of the rest however.." he paused chuckling for a moment. "I'm a buzzkilling, socially challeneged brooder, but you've always seemed to get me" he then added, flashing a wink to the fallen-star.
"Im sure our fate has done been decided, it's the not knowing, that really sucks" he said in referrance to her statement about the gods deciding their fate once more. Ery fell silent for a moment or two as the entered the clearing, which seemed to have a blanket of stars dangling over it, not able to help himself from feeling captivated by the sight of it. It was truly beautiful out here, he admired beauty when he seen it. "I promise to do the same Phe, as if ive not been mushy enough; i'm sure ive made it clear where you stand with me. You've been a great friend to me and I really don't want their to be a time where that has to change, if only we could all just fight together, fighting for peace is much better than to fight for one factions end" he stated, figuring he should stop with the negative and brighten the mood some.
The clearing had been a place Ery had seen more than anything when he was with Ophelia, simply because in order to enjoy their friendship, they had to have a secluded place where no one would find or see them, and a while back he had started bringing his guitar with him, it wasn't like they could go to a bar or a club together, or anywhere to eat, so Erythreus had began singing, and doing whatever he could to make the most of their time, but to also make it as normal as possible considering all things. From behind the tree he seen his guitar still propped up against it, minor damage due to rain and stormy nights but it was still playable, and with that, Ery tugged her around the tree where boulder sized rocks were for her to sit on one and he on the other ; directly across from her. After finding himself in a comfort zone, he began strumming; singing what came to mind.
And somehow, the words fit. Ocassionaly making eye contact with the Celestial his features formed a smile through singing.Just a small gesture of kindness, or normality, whatever Ophelia would see it as, but by now he was sure she was used to his social awkwardness.
Feeling his hand on her shoulder the wayfinder tipped her head to the side to look up at him a half smile crossing her lips as she listened to his words “I think we’re rewriting history simply by being friends” she answered with a laugh, she hated the fact that she had to hide so much from the celestials but she didn’t know how to make them to see the dangers their thoughts of revenge brought. Ophelia liked that way of thinking, after all there was nothing you could really do to change the past decisions you made, all you could do was live with them, learn from them and never make the same mistake again. “Should I be concerned that such a choice is imminent?” she raised her brows for a moment, she didn’t like to ask but part of her had to know too.
Sometimes Ophelia wondered if life would be easier for the supernatural if they weren’t all at least a degree human but then she was also reminded that humanity was what gave people that sliver of compassion which may be the only hope she had for getting through this particular clash without ending up dead. “Just don’t go around telling people the aspect of death has feelings eh?” she teased to brighten the conversation, she had seen up close just how deeply the aspects felt however, they were parts of the world after all, when the world was hurting so were they.
When he asked how she felt about immortality she fell quiet swallowing for a moment “Honestly?” she asked with raised brows before she followed up “There was a time in that 100 years without my people that I did” she answered a little ashamed of her lapse in will, of course it had returned to her but she still felt disappointed that it ever happened “But now everything had changed and I guess in a way I see the world in a different light” she nodded softly, she couldn’t really tell him about her and Mikael because she didn’t want to put him in the position where he needed to lie any further to his family. “I know that there’s things we can’t talk about but…” she trailed off with a gentle smile “I’m here too, whenever your blonde friend drives you off the end” she teased with a half laugh before her expression became more serious “Thanks” she added once more “It’s nice to know I have that option”.
Friends were a rarity for the wayfinder over the past few years, always being on the move meant tending to avoid getting attached to anyone because you would undoubtedly need to leave down the line. But the ones she did have she treasured the time she had with, knowing that things could be taken as quickly as they were given. Hearing about Ery’s brothers Ophelia had to stifle the urge to wince, of course he was talking about two particular ones, the one who was hellbent on seeing the downfall of her and her people and the other who had betrayed her in the worst way when she had needed him. “You’re rational and a realist, you call it like it is” she responded to his negative comments about himself pointing out what she liked about him and his company “It’s nice to be around someone who only sees you for who you are, behind being a leader or an enemy” she chuckled softly at his wink, she almost found it amusing that the literal embodiment of death had a sense of humor.
Ophelia hadn’t really believed in the Gods until she had met the aspects, they were undeniable proof however that they really did exist. Each one of them had been chosen because of the person they were to become leaders to bringing the world peace. Phe however couldn’t help but feel that mission was lost on the way for some of them. “I doubt this finality was what they had in mind for us” she mused wondering what point there could possibly be in sparking a war between their warriors and people whose very existence made them prey for every power hungry bastard in the world.
When he took out the guitar the wayfinder clasped her hands together happily, she loved it when he played music. Music was never something she’d managed to master herself and so she revelled in other people’s talent with it. Throughout the song her eyes moved between the sky and back to him and she thought about how lucky she was to be able to have moments like this. For all the negativity there was still bright highlights she could grasp with both hands. When the song came to a close and he set the guitar down the wayfinder gave a few pointed claps for his performance and smiled brightly.
After a moment she quietened down however, her expression becoming more serious “Ery” she spoke it a little hesitant not sure how he would take her question “What’s it like?” she asked before clarifying what she meant “The realm of the dead that is”.